Yvelise Ayers's hand flashed with light, his expression unchanged, indicating nothing unexpected happened.
Meanwhile, a distant sound of battle cries reached into the tunnel, with the vibrations on the ground becoming increasingly distinct.
"Wait a little longer, don't rush."
Yvelise blocked Ethan Smith, who was ready to leap up.
He stared intently at the chessboard in his hand, his face slightly grim.
"We can't wait any longer; these Trolls are about to leave this place. We are already fighting with our backs to the wall here."
Ethan Smith saw a few more Ogres entering, creating a bit of chaos in the camp.
If delayed further, more and more Ogres would likely arrive.
He immediately charged out, slashing with his blade and directly killing three Ogres around him.
He then charged at another group of Ogres, and Grayson and others closely followed, clearing nearly twenty Ogres within fifty meters.
"Clear these corpses; if the Ogre-Trolls find out, there might be trouble."
